"This isn't real snow."
Umm, so, today I was confused by the plot of "Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles." Honestly. I had no idea what was going on. Something about... turtles? And Ellison really IS a jackass? And creepy red-headed lady... and Cameron being all weird... and Derek and his un-girlfriend beating up losers in a bunker? Those were all plot elements, but I have no idea how they fit together. Turtles? TURTLES? What does it all MEAN? Tell me!
The time has come for almost-final projects to start being due. I've started my final for disability-class, a slideshow on cerebral palsy that I'm supposed to be doing with these two other girls. Or is it three? I don't even know their names... awkward.
I also need to write a movie review for sign for next Tuesday. I wanted to do "Serenity," but then I realized that I cannot explain the complexities of the plot of that film in 2-3 minutes, no matter how hard I try. And I don't want to do it if I can't do it justice. (Or I might just be really lazy.) So I have to pick another film, hopefully one with a less-intricate plot. Like... "Wall-E." Or "Rent." Or maybe "National Treasure 2." That one's got a really easy plot - Nicolas Cage goes to England, acts drunk, causes trouble, then kidnaps the President, then lets the President go, then goes treasure-hunting near Mount Rushmore. Hilarity and historical-themed clues all around. Ta-da!
I really, really do not want to go back to therapy on Friday. I think it's 'cause I'm a stupid-face. Is it bad to have anxiety about a situation that's supposed to reduce your anxiety? Survey says "probably."
I've always said that I'm not "good" at therapy, and although I'm fairly sure you can't "excel" at therapy, I still don't think I get as much out of it as I'm supposed to. I never know what to say, so I end up talking about random stuff that doesn't actually matter. And then I get upset because I don't know how to handle things when things get rough. I would be happy to just quit therapy, but unfortunately it is required of me if I want to stay in school. I find it exceedingly pointless, since I never talk about anything that's worth anything, and I never get any tips on how to deal with things. But I guess that sometimes, life just has to suck.
In other news, my sister has informed me that "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2" is going to be out on DVD soon. I have not seen this film, nor do I plan on seeing this film, but I did come up with an amusing subtitle for it: "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2: The Pants Strike Back!" Because my sister thinks I'm hilarious, she thought this was hilarious. It's nice to know somebody's out there laughing at my jokes. And if she just happens to be twelve and related to me, that's all the nicer.
NaNoWriMo: 28,512/50,000
The time has come for almost-final projects to start being due. I've started my final for disability-class, a slideshow on cerebral palsy that I'm supposed to be doing with these two other girls. Or is it three? I don't even know their names... awkward.
I also need to write a movie review for sign for next Tuesday. I wanted to do "Serenity," but then I realized that I cannot explain the complexities of the plot of that film in 2-3 minutes, no matter how hard I try. And I don't want to do it if I can't do it justice. (Or I might just be really lazy.) So I have to pick another film, hopefully one with a less-intricate plot. Like... "Wall-E." Or "Rent." Or maybe "National Treasure 2." That one's got a really easy plot - Nicolas Cage goes to England, acts drunk, causes trouble, then kidnaps the President, then lets the President go, then goes treasure-hunting near Mount Rushmore. Hilarity and historical-themed clues all around. Ta-da!
I really, really do not want to go back to therapy on Friday. I think it's 'cause I'm a stupid-face. Is it bad to have anxiety about a situation that's supposed to reduce your anxiety? Survey says "probably."
I've always said that I'm not "good" at therapy, and although I'm fairly sure you can't "excel" at therapy, I still don't think I get as much out of it as I'm supposed to. I never know what to say, so I end up talking about random stuff that doesn't actually matter. And then I get upset because I don't know how to handle things when things get rough. I would be happy to just quit therapy, but unfortunately it is required of me if I want to stay in school. I find it exceedingly pointless, since I never talk about anything that's worth anything, and I never get any tips on how to deal with things. But I guess that sometimes, life just has to suck.
In other news, my sister has informed me that "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2" is going to be out on DVD soon. I have not seen this film, nor do I plan on seeing this film, but I did come up with an amusing subtitle for it: "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2: The Pants Strike Back!" Because my sister thinks I'm hilarious, she thought this was hilarious. It's nice to know somebody's out there laughing at my jokes. And if she just happens to be twelve and related to me, that's all the nicer.
NaNoWriMo: 28,512/50,000